Chapter 4877 - In The Remaining Lifetime (57)
Qin Chu nodded.
"It's already 10:30 PM'¦" Huo Mian looked at her watch.
"So?"
"So, will I get fat eating at this time?" Huo Mian smiled.
"You're already a mother of three, why are you still afraid of getting fat? Eat your fill first," Qin Chu coaxed.
"What do you want to eat?" Huo Mian asked, showing her great interest.
The truth was, Huo Mian wasn't to blame. There were too many people at home, so she had to tend to her guests first, in case they didn't eat well.
Hence, in order to take care of everyone, she did not eat much.
That night, it was mainly western food served, and it was mostly steak and foie gras.
The truth was, Huo Mian didn't really like steaks, especially those that were medium-well and had traces of blood in them. She really couldn't enjoy the smell of it.
None of them tasted as good as Chinese food.
Therefore, at this moment, after she was done with her work, her stomach naturally growled.
"Ah-Xin's Ramen, do you want to go?" Qin Chu looked down at her lovingly.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Huo Mian had never been able to resist the temptation of Ah-Xin's ramen.
Not only was the ramen delicious, but it was also cheap. All these years, the price had never changed. The taste of the beef was also something that no one else could make.
Qin Chu knew his wife too well. Just one Ah-Xin Ramen was enough to make her follow him out.
In order not to attract the attention of the media and make headlines, Qin Chu kept a low profile.
They only drove the most inconspicuous car in the garage, the Phaeton'¦
The car was very beautiful and the interior was very impressive. The price was also above a million.
There was a saying that went like this: one was not afraid of a Mercedes or a Land Rover, one was afraid of the common car that had alphabets.
Phaeton was the common car that had alphabets. It looked like an ordinary car, but it was actually a noble among the common cars, with a god-like presence.
The couple drove quietly out of South Hill Manor.
It wasn't easy for him to have a chance to eat alone with his wife, so Qin Chu was in a good mood.
He turned on the music in the car, accompanied by the evening breeze, so it had quite an ambiance.
Qin Chu was nostalgic, just like Huo Mian, so he liked old songs.
It was one of those things that those born after the 2000s had never heard of before.
Perhaps it was because he wanted to please his wife, Qin Chu actually played "Silence is Gold".
It was one of Zhang Guorong's classic works, and Qin Chu had sung it for Huo Mian before. It was a sweet memory of their relationship.
Upon hearing the song, Huo Mian immediately started singing along. Although her Cantonese pronunciation wasn't accurate and she occasionally went off-pitch, it didn't affect her good mood.
As Qin Chu drove, he looked at his wife's profile from time to time'¦ At this moment, he was extremely satisfied.
All he wanted was to grow old with Huo Mian'¦
More than twenty years had passed since their loving past.
They had known each other since they were teenagers and in love with each other. Now that they were forty years old, it was as if time had slipped away in the blink of an eye.
Qin Chu wasn't afraid that he would grow old, nor was he afraid that his wife would grow old. He was only afraid that he wouldn't grow old with his wife.
At the entrance of Ah-Xin Ramen.
The noodle shop was still open for business. Under the faint light, there were still a few young people eating supper.
Although it was late autumn and the weather was already very cold, it did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm for ramen.
The former boss of Ah-Xin's Ramen had a stroke five years ago and was hospitalized at South Side. It was even Huo Mian who had personally treated him.
After he was discharged from the hospital, he had been resting at home. His daughter had inherited the noodle shop. She was a very lively young lady. The noodles she made were as delicious as her father's.
"Uncle Qin, Auntie Mian, you're here."
"Yeah, the usual. Two bowls of ramen with add-on beef," Qin Chu said.
"Okay. One moment, I'll be right there." The little girl was very diligent.
Huo Mian looked at the familiar noodle restaurant and the old Second High School across from her and sighed.
"Hubby, if I hadn't gone to No.2 Middle School back then and attended another school instead, would we not have met?"
